Luyang City is located on the Yangtze River and is the center of water transportation dispatching. It has developed commerce and has a population of hundreds of thousands. It is a super big city with countless floating population.
This is the territory of the Iron Palm Gang, but the five sects and three sects all have their own properties or residences here. The streets are bustling with people, and people with swords and swords can be seen everywhere. Du Ge and his party are not conspicuous in the crowd.
Along the way, listening to Feng Yunjie's introduction to Luyang City, Duge observed the different customs and customs, and sighed more and more about the simulation field.
So true!
What kind of technology can create such a world?
And such a world is only used for assessment.
What a luxury!
If game makers on earth had this method, they would be the richest man in the world in a matter of minutes...
"Mr. Qi, the Xingyu Building in front of us is the property of our Feng family. We will go there to stay, eat some food, and do other things later." Feng Yunjie said, "The people my father sent to look for the demon should be the first stop. It's also here. After a night, I don't know if they have found out the news. There are not many big cities like Luyang in the whole Daqian. Even a small county like the Feng family can have two heavenly demons like you and Feng Jiu. Luyang City should More……"
"It's possible." Duge nodded. He had been paying attention to the changes in the total number of people in the simulation field.
As of last night, there are still more than 650 contestants left in the simulation field, and 160 people were eliminated in one night. I have to say that the simulation field is really a cold meat grinder, and it is not reasonable at all.
He was the only one who was kind and spared Feng Jiu's life. Otherwise, Feng Jiu would have become one of the more than a hundred people who disappeared last night.
At this rate, within ten days, there will be very few people left in the simulation field.
But this is just the best idea. Duge knows that the further down the line, the slower the attrition will be, and those left behind will be elites who can disguise themselves and are familiar with using their own keywords.
Feng Jiu was right, it was really stupid to expose himself.
When others are in the dark, he is a living target who will be targeted by everyone.
The easiest way to become the top ten in the simulation field is not to use your keywords to the extreme, but to survive until the end and eliminate everyone.
There are only ten people left, not the top ten but the top ten.
There is no airtight wall in the world. With him being so high-profile in the Feng Mansion, there will always be people who are lax and leak out about him and his keywords.
This is something that can't be helped. Who told him not to understand the rules of the game?
It's easy to dodge an open weapon but hard to defend against a hidden one. Among hundreds of players, he is the only one playing his cards right...
What a hell!
The only thing that makes Duge happy is that the simulation field can only eliminate people, but no one can die.
But he has become number one and is eliminated again. He cannot overcome the hurdle in his heart. This is the pride of a time traveler and must be protected.
Fortunately, in ancient times, information spread slowly and the distance was long, so Duge still had some buffering time, so he would not face hundreds of enemies at once.
If it was just a single jump, Duge felt that he should be able to handle it. Being ranked number one in the simulation field was not a decoration.
However, we have to find ways to increase our strength. The stronger the strength, the safer it is. It is best to be able to suppress an era like Wu Sheng Qiaohe...
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When they arrived at Xingyu Tower, a waiter took away the horses of several people. The shopkeeper came out in person and took the people into the backyard.
Feng Shiyi asked as he walked: "Feng Zhong, did the people who came here yesterday find out anything?"
"Yes." Feng Zhong glanced at Duge and nodded.
Du Ge and others stopped at the same time and looked at the shopkeeper.
Feng Yunjie asked: "What was found?"
Feng Zhong turned to Duge and asked: "Second Master, this young hero looks angry, is he..."
"This is Mr. Qi, the Supreme Elder in our mansion. He will be in charge of the affairs of the demon." Feng Shiyi glared at him and said, "There is no need to hide it from him."
"Feng Zhong has met the Supreme Elder." Feng Zhong quickly clasped his fists at Du Ge and said respectfully.
"You're welcome, Shopkeeper Feng." Duge smiled, "Tell me about the devil!"
"It's a coincidence that the devil was the waiter Wang San in our store that day." Feng Zhong said, "A few days ago, Wang San was infected with tuberculosis. The doctor said that he couldn't be saved and was waiting to die at home. Last night, the government
When someone came to investigate, I reported his situation.
As a result, guess what, Wang San was alive and kicking, flirting with the neighbor's little girl, and didn't even cough. He was seriously ill and recovered quickly. All the characteristics were consistent with the demon seizing the body, so they captured Wang San.
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However, the guy was adamant and refused to admit that he had been taken away from his body. He only said that a wandering doctor passed by his house and gave him a few injections to cure his illness. He also shouted that we should go to the temple to find a master to exorcise the evil spirits for him.
As a result, no one in the neighborhood has seen the wandering doctor..."
"Where is Wang San now?" Duge immediately became interested and interrupted him to ask.
"I tapped the acupuncture points and locked them up in the guest room!" Feng Zhong said, "I dare not let him go when I call him by name. Second Master, is this demon really real? A tuberculosis patient can be cured just by agreeing to it. This
No matter how I think about it, I feel that it is evil..."
"Feng Zhong, when will you change your habit of talking nonsense? Stop talking nonsense and take us to see Wang San." Feng Shiyi also interrupted him.
"Second Master, let's go this way." Feng Zhong smiled naively, took two steps and led the way, "Room No. 7 with the yellow sign, the innermost room. Second Master, don't worry about me doing this. There is usually no one in the yellow sign room.
Stay here to ensure that no one else can save him. Not only did I tap his acupuncture points, but I also tied them up. I prepared rooster blood, black dog blood, and glutinous rice in advance..."
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Feng Zhong muttered all the way and led everyone to the yellow room No. 7. He took out the key and opened the door: "Second Master, Wang San is inside."
"Okay, I understand. Leave the rest to us. You can go and work in the front! Instruct the kitchen to prepare a table of good wine and food for us." Feng Shiyi was fed up with Feng Zhong's nagging and waited for him to open the room.
He opened the door and hurriedly tried to drive him away.
"It's all ready. Second Master, don't you worry about me doing the work?" Feng Zhong stood still and kept looking into the room, "Second Master, you have to let me stay and let me see how to identify
Demon, if I encounter you again in the future, I can handle it myself!"
"Stay, the shopkeeper is one of our own, and he is more familiar with Wang San's situation." Du Ge casually maintained Shopkeeper Feng's dignity before looking into the room.
A young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed as a store waiter, was tied up and thrown on the bed.
There is a bowl of glutinous rice, a bucket of dog blood, and a bucket of chicken blood sitting on the bedside...
Doug has a black hair.
Okay, this guy really treated the devil as a ghost!
Realizing that the door was opened, Wang San squirmed desperately, trying to raise his head but unable to do so: "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, is it you? You're here, I'm really not a demon, just let me go, I won't
I haven’t come back to work now that I’ve recovered. Please let me out, I can’t hold it in any longer..."
Duger and others walked into the room.
Wang San's voice stopped suddenly: "Who are you?"
Without saying a word, Feng Shiyi went over to hold his pulse. After a moment, he raised his head and said: "He is full of energy and his pulse is soft and strong. He does not look like a patient who has just recovered from a serious illness. Mr. Seven, there is no doubt that the devil will take his body."